ExiledInIllinois

Grow up! (?Sorry, I had too!) LoL... Look at it this way, you never had any dignity anyway. ? There, feel better?

70s... Like pre-1940s....

Basketball is a classless game. Why do you think they call basketball players: "Cagers" It's part of the game, not an indictment of a city. It ain't golf. Sheesh...

Spoiled: "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." (And, no, it wasn't Mark Twain... Not sure who's quote that was) 71° here... Haven't had the AC on in 10 months. Doesn't look like that trend will break anytime soon...

Hockey players are the best for this. Ty Domi:

Does any one know where the love of God goes When the waves turn the minutes to hours? The searches all say they'd have made whitefish bay If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her They might have split up or they might have capsized They may have broke deep and took water And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters Lake Huron rolls, superior sings In the rooms of her ice-water mansion Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams The islands and bays are for sportsmen And farther below lake Ontario Takes in what lake Erie can send her The iron boats go as the mariners all know With the gales of November remembered

Kishka anyone???? EDIT: That's not kishka, mostly kielbasa. /smh...

Sometimes... Cars need to use all lanes available and "zipper it up." One time in Iowa City... It was freakinng insane, everyone being "too nice" and getting in line early... Thinking they were being "courteous." Exact opposite. Causing one big line and then that queue getting stuck between two lights. Construction zone gridlock. Vehicles should have doubled up and used the merge lane. Then alternate, zipper it. It's not being "rude" to use that lane... Can't have one line 5 miles long and vehicles getting caught between lights at light cycles, then like "slack" on a train.

When I started with The Corps (the First Corps, 6/16/1775 one... NOT that one with a birthday in November of same year... ?)... Presque Beach erosion project I was on. Built the stone mounds. Did the hydrographic survey work and soundings for the walls. That project one Engineering awards, one of the first to employ those self-nourishing (beach) methods. The beaches nourish w/sand so well that you can walk out onto some of them!

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest in a big field of tall grass I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face And I fell asleep and dreamed I dreamed, I was in a Hollywood movie And that I was the star of the movie This really blew my mind, the fact that me An overfed, long haired leaping gnome Should be the star of a Hollywood movie There I was, I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain kings...

As long as you arrive smelling nice! ?

Are those crabs! ?

Even worse... Smoke detectors since approx. 2010... Have a 10 year life. Once you fire up with first battery the clock is ticking. Can't reset even with fresh battery.

LMAO... Man that was bold (to slap stickers on vehicles). Betcha that 1960s adhesive was bad azz... And the 1960s steel practically rusting right off the assembly line!

I resent this! But yeah @Gugny, YOU root for a team in FLUSHING! ?

That... And humping everything in sight. I wonder where they learn it from! ??

I will be an azz when peolp are running red light up road and the only way turn left onto the road is for that light to stop traffic. I will block that ***** -er and wait for traffic to clear in my direction! The whole ***** -ing lane!

[Here's an oldie from my 45 days that popped into my noodle!] Gunhill Road, BTW: Back when my hair was short I was a white socked sport Wore pointed shoes and pegged pants Drank till my eyes were red Hid Playboy neath my bed Slicked my d.a. for the dance Back when my hair was short I met some friends in court For stealing hubcaps from cars Chain smoking under the stars Played all night pinball in bars And dreamed about love We were experts on love We talked our way all around it And even if we had found it We couldnt respond Slowly I changed my ways College and long-haired days Seeing three concerts a week An honest to God hippy freak Too busy eating to speak Except about love We held rallies for love But no one knew what they stood for How many months were they good for The meaning is gone Soon when my hair is short I'll make a full report Of how I came back alive And what it takes to survive Wringing the truth out of jive I'll tell you of love More than ever it's love No lack of faith undermines it Cause it's the hope that well find it That makes us go on Back when my hair was short I was a white socked sport Holding beer parties till three College appealed to me Eastern Philosophy...

Yeah what do they do to stop it. Can't touch her down, basket to ground. Holy Moly! Pull the winch up. The longer the lead, the faster the spin, right? It seemed to go faster when the pilot thought about touching the basket down... Then it must have dawned on them: "Noooo! Bad idea!" I don't care WTF @Cripple Creek says... People laugh @ the misfortune of others because they are really thinking: "***** that's funny, glad it isn't me!"

Yep.

You forgot... Sniff other azzes too. ??

Somebody is jus a little sensitive. Ran out of prune juice this morning?

Cue @Gugny and his smoker... Rolling down Highway 41! ?

People running red lights at light up the road. How am I suppose to make a left (onto same road) if traffic never stops. /smh...

Then somebody is going to jail for statutory rape. Who is he! Tell me! ??